“No.”
“Have you been a doctor for the past nineteen years?”
“No, but we lea?—”
“Are you calling me a negligent doctor, King?”
“Dr. Mercer, I didn’t say any?—”
He closed the file he was writing in moments before and looked at me. “I think the supply closet needs to be restocked.” I watched as he looked at his watch. “Go on and worry about that.”
I groaned at the fact that he was giving me grunt work because I told him what I saw. In medical school, they drilled in our heads to observe and that was what I did. Everything inside of me was telling me that this boy needed us, and we were ignoring him.
After I finished, I couldn’t wait to get away from the supply closet. Grabbing my backpack, I headed out the door, happy that I didn’t have to see Mercer for the next four days. He was always in and out, never here often.
He knew big people, apparently, which is why everyone sucked his ass. I hated that nigga, and if I wasn’t trying to get in good with these people and have that Dr. attached to me, I would have killed him myself.
“Aye, King,” I heard someone call me.
Turning, I saw Mercer with his bag in his hand. “Hey Dr. Mercer,” I bit my cheek, as I walked closer to him.
“If you allow every case that comes through that door to bother you, you won’t get anywhere. That kid broke his arm at school and his mom was a nervous wreck. I’ve become good at reading people, King.” He hit the alarm to the black Ford Expedition truck, as I turned to get on my bike.
Quasim
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Mutual grounds meantthat you were safe, and nothing could happen. It had been established years before I took my place as the head of the Inferno Gods. Everybody knew that you didn’t bring your beef here, which is why a lot of the Del Devils hung out there.
They could cause hell and then come post up, knowing that they were safe from retaliation. I never agreed with the shit and came close to breaking that rule twice when it came to Cherie and the CVs.
Each time, it was my father telling me to cool down and I had a hot head, and you couldn’t lead with a hot head. I was calm, cool, and collective because I had to be. Couldn’t show that shit rattled me because these niggas loved to get a reaction out of you. Mutual grounds was off limits and had always been.
Except for tonight.
If I did dirt, I always posted up outside of mutual ground because I wanted you. I wanted you to come to me so I could show you why touching fire wasn’t good for you. After I put my baby and Elijah on that jet, and got the call they landed and were safe – I was good.
Malice Mortals already got the call from me that Queen Inferno landed. I sent IG’s with her, but I made sure to pull a favor to make sure that the MM’s knew that my wife was in their city. Just like I hit those up in Chicago to borrow a bike.
When you tapped into each other’s city, we protected our own. They knew Queen Inferno and Prince Inferno were in their city, and they would make sure she was protected without her even knowing.
I was moving ten times more calculated now that I knew she was carrying my baby. Keeping my family protected was priority. “She texted me that she’s going to sleep,” Capri said, pulling my attention from my thoughts.
“I miss them both.”
Capri smiled. “We send the message that nothing is off limits… She’s where she needs to be.”
She extended her hand, and we hit the IG shake as she nodded at me.
Blaze cracked his neck and looked at his wife. There were no jokes or play like he typically did. Murder was in his eyes, because the message needed to be sent, and the Infernos were going to send that shit.
Aside from his brother, Polo had little family. He had a mother who fucked with hustlers who would pay her bills. Bitch was still on her knees in the back of the car for a few dollars at her age.
Pathetic old hoe.
Her boyfriend, who was a low-level dealer, walked around like he owned the town where mutual grounds was.
Then it was his sister, who had a nigga serving time upstate because she accused him of rape when he refused to take care of her after she aborted his baby. Whole family was trifling, and he moved them right in the same city that mutual grounds was in.